((how about carbon steel? Carbon V is an excellent knife material. If you insist on something weird, Tungsten Carbide is also decent, it's heavy and hard, and not so prone to rusting... And rocket launchers don't shoot grenades. They launch rockets. Hence the name.))

Jurgen shook his head and chuckled when the man asked about Eve. "Yeah, don't do that, she gets pissed. And when she gets pissed, anything could happen. She'll rip your arm out of its socket and beat you to death with it." that wasn't quite true. Or he hoped it wasn't, but it got the point across. "Eve was built by a whack-job with too much time on his hands. The bastard decided to test her out on me, so now she's my sidekick. Apart from being a little crazy due to her inventor, she's pretty cool to have around." the cyborg gave the owner a brief rundown of the situation so he'd have some context. 

"As for talking, you're better off talking to her about her, or like I said, she gets pissed. And really, that's all up to her. So you go ahead if you're cool with it, Eve, and if you don't want to, that's cool to." Jurgen wouldn't mind a discount, but he wasn't going to make his robot do anything. It just seemed like a bad idea. At the same time, the insane discount they would get sounded really nice. The guy was already selling ammunition at ridiculous prices, though, so he supposed it didn't matter too much. The way he talked about the stuff explained that, though. Jurgen wasn't a gun-guy, he didn't know everything about guns, but he knew enough to tell this guy probably knew less. And that was fine with him, since that seemed to make everything cheaper than expected.

And with prices down, he considered spending more. And then realized what an insanely bad idea that was. The cyborg pulled himself together and then pulled out his wallet. He'd pay for the stuff now, and then he wouldn't be able to justify further purchases. Even if Eve wanted to stick around and deal with this guy, he wouldn't have to worry about buying more of anything. He had what he needed, and buying more would just piss away his whole betting base. Jurgen reminded himself that he could piss away all the money he liked once he was rich. Until then, he needed to play things a little safer...